Over four years ago, I started this blog with a Lemony Snicket quote, and my home page boasts a picture of Lemony Snicket books. Without a doubt, Snicket is my favorite monikered children’s author. His proverbs are quite wise, including this one:
“Sometimes words are not enough.”
― Lemony Snicket
At the end of every trip, I find photos that don’t really fit with any post. Like these.
Most people go to the zoo to see the elephants, the giraffes, or the tigers. But at the Reid Park Zoo, the birds stole the show. Majestic peacocks ruled the park. Frilly flamingos strutted around their island, and cute ducks delivered smiles to all onlookers.
If you ask me to describe San Xavier Mission in one word, I will say, “hopeless.” Although thoughtful renovations are underway to restore the physical appearance of the church, the visages inside represent hundreds of individuals in desperate need of spiritual reconciliation. The parishioners light candles, rub statues, and perform rituals in hope of salvation when all they really need is a relationship with Christ.
If you want to enter Nogales, Mexico on foot, no one will stop you. Unlike Togo (where I waited nearly an hour for the border patrol to check my papers), no one stamped my passport as I walked through the metal turnstile and crossed the border.* These photos and my own memories are the only proof that I spent an hour in Mexico.
Oh, Mexico! I’ve never really been, so I don’t really know.
*Border agents did check my passport when I returned to the USA.
I tried to convince myself that Tombstone was the western equivalent of Old Salem. Needless to say, western gunslingers were more lawless than Moravians.
When we left the Grand Canyon, it was 15 degrees Fahrenheit. After a five-hour drive, we arrived in Tucson, where it was a balmy 75 degrees. The next morning, we saw snow on Mt. Lemmon.